Top Hat, White Tie And Tails

Top Hat, White Tie And Tails - Mel Tormé

Written by：Irving Berlin

I just got an invitation through the mails

Your presence requested this evening it's formal

A top hat a white tie and tails

Nothing now could take the wind out of my sails

Because I'm invited to step out this evening

With top hat white tie and tails

I'm putting on my top hat

Tying up my white tie

Brushing off my tails

I'm duding up my shirt front

Putting in the shirt studs

Polishing my nails

I'm stepping out my dear

To breathe an atmosphere

That simply reeks with class

And I trust that you'll excuse my dust

When I step on the gas

For I'll be there

Putting down my top hat

Mussing up my white tie

Dancing in my tails

Starting out

To breathe an atmosphere

That simply reeks with class

And I trust that you'll excuse my dust

When I step on the gas

I'll be putting down my top hat

Mussing up my white tie

Dancing in my tails in my tails

I got a date about quarter to eight

I about not to late

With my top hat

Top hat top hat

White tie in my tails

My top hat

My white tie

My table

I'll step but I late turn I with my top hat